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Elisa Francesca
Guest
I'm no closer to being able to take my hands off the
handlebars to signal direction than I was a year ago.
However, lately I've been trying to give surrounding traffic
an indication of my directional intentions by nodding my
head towards where I want to go.
On Friday I found out that this was a really bad idea. I'm
coming down a hill, towards a row of cars stopped at a
light. We are trapped in a short tunnel under a railway
bridge. Just at the exit from the tunnel it becomes possible
to turn right.
So I start nicking my head to the right. I still have some
inertia from the downhill flight, and am having to slow for
the line of stopped cars.
Behemoth doesn't like this at all. Just after I _stop_
nodding my head, she decides to convey this subtle movement
to the whole of her frame, especially to her cranky,
hypersensitive steering. And lo, the handlebars start
wiggling right out of control, left, right, left, with
barely enough space to compensate the imbalance because at
the same time I'm trying to slow. I manage to stop her and
very barely avoid an over-the-handlebars in moving traffic.
I don't know how I managed to remain standing. Very luckily,
oncoming traffic behind me was able to get round - not much
space for this in the tunnel.
I walked Behemoth past the intersection and rode on home
with no further incident. But no more head-nicks for me for
a while. I'm not well-dressed enough to go like Princess Di.
EFR Ile de France
handlebars to signal direction than I was a year ago.
However, lately I've been trying to give surrounding traffic
an indication of my directional intentions by nodding my
head towards where I want to go.
On Friday I found out that this was a really bad idea. I'm
coming down a hill, towards a row of cars stopped at a
light. We are trapped in a short tunnel under a railway
bridge. Just at the exit from the tunnel it becomes possible
to turn right.
So I start nicking my head to the right. I still have some
inertia from the downhill flight, and am having to slow for
the line of stopped cars.
Behemoth doesn't like this at all. Just after I _stop_
nodding my head, she decides to convey this subtle movement
to the whole of her frame, especially to her cranky,
hypersensitive steering. And lo, the handlebars start
wiggling right out of control, left, right, left, with
barely enough space to compensate the imbalance because at
the same time I'm trying to slow. I manage to stop her and
very barely avoid an over-the-handlebars in moving traffic.
I don't know how I managed to remain standing. Very luckily,
oncoming traffic behind me was able to get round - not much
space for this in the tunnel.
I walked Behemoth past the intersection and rode on home
with no further incident. But no more head-nicks for me for
a while. I'm not well-dressed enough to go like Princess Di.
EFR Ile de France